Lying There Tied Into Myself From The Leg To My Throat, Terrified To Move A Muscle. I Stare At You Whimpering

Lying there tied into myself from the leg to my throat, terrified to move a muscle. I stare at you whimpering and crying through the tape to loosen the rope, wondering just how I got here.

It was a nice dinner, with a nice man. And now he’s laughing while he forces his cock deep into me. My whimpering turns into moans the harder he forces himself. God why am I wet? I’m just making it easier on him. This is supposed to be bad- why cant I control myself?

Legs trembling, arms loosing grip, the rope starts to choke me more and more with each thrust. Just as I’m about to go dark he fills me up and loosens the noose. “Can’t have such a good cumdumpster only take one load, you have 5 minutes before we go again. Prepare yourself better.”